The young warrior turned sideways and looked at Tristan and Robert. "Do you think the plan will work?: He asked the two commanders who had accompanied...him on this reconnaissance trip."It ought to." replied Tristan, looking down at the school gravely. "It's gonna be a risky play any way you go at it. That pain will be a killer." I still don't know." replied Robert, also looking down. "I'd still like to take a few more days to see if the situation changes, my plan isn't good enough yet, it's. Sometimes I wish they could see exactly how filthy instead of only passing by Daddy's car. In my head, Daddy sometimes gets the attention of a boy in the parking lot and asks him if he'd like to see his daughter's tits. Daddy lets him in the back seat (the boys never turn down the offer) to watch Daddy fondle them and suck and lick them. Sometimes he lets the boy taste. Most often the boy ends up cumming on the floor boards of Daddy's car. It is always clean for next time. I never ask. ......" the word a soft moan whispered to the air in the room and his ears where ever they may be. It seemed impossible to tell anymore. Fingertips ran back up her arms now and across her shoulders unhurriedly. Stroking her neck gently, the motion making her try to tilt her head back to elongate the line of her throat for him. Gently those hands curled around, his fingers long enough to overlap each other as he held her throat and began to apply pressure to it. Squeezing, choking, depriving. He was always trying to put his hands in my private places, and I would often have to almost fight him off. He made me feel very uncomfortable.One evening, in the third week we were together, I met him (I will call him Jack) and three of his friends in a local pub. They were playing pool, and I sat in the corner watching. They were being typical lads, messing about and joking.Then at one point he told them, “I’ve been going out with her for three weeks now, and I still haven’t even seen her.